Miss Watson of the Sherlock Holmes

"Excellent reasoning, this young gentleman." Several applause sounded, and an elegant lady came out from behind the golden tree. "I can't help but wonder if you witnessed all this happen with your own eyes."

"It's the Countess," said Miss Helena, prodding Ursula.

Adonis made a gesture of invitation, took the initiative to give up his seat, and stood behind the lady, with an innocent but hateful smile of "Look! I'll just say I'm just an errand".

Ursula looked at it and saw that it couldn't be fake, and she really had an expression of disbelief. The Bruno brothers and sisters felt that the matter was interesting.

My mother, oh, and my father and eldest brother are all related to my friend's bad luck.In particular, the father and elder brother usually appear as a positive image of maintaining the world order in London, and their careers happen to be the dreams of the two brothers and sisters.

Although she never thought that there was any justice in their paladin's insistence, they were the world's policemen, and they were self-indulgent.The laws of the other world's own world restrain those restless guys. Creatures who try to challenge the laws will eventually be backlashed, not to mention the end of the age of mythology, the awakening of mankind, and the nineteenth century, when there are no superior miracles in the world, only The gate of the Fairy Land, which is inseparable from human life, is still open to humans.

Who is to judge their justice?

"Huh?" Ursula suddenly realized a problem.Wait a minute, if today is the time for apples to ripen, the earl and viscount will definitely be at home.Therefore, their appearance is not a coincidence at all.

At the very least, His Excellency the Viscount who said that he rushed back because he knew she was coming was definitely lying.

"Why do you have to grow apples for Sophie?" Ursula asked the lady a question, a question that Adonis had already answered.

This is great, everyone's eyes shifted from the detective and the countess to her.Little Sherlock Holmes's reaction was the most interesting. His pretty silver-gray eyes were bent towards the Miss Witch. Among the surprised or bewildered expressions of the crowd, it was very different.

Ursula winked at him with her left eye openly and defiantly, but she hadn't forgotten their bet because of the confusion.

"For her eyes, for her original strength to be restored." Countess Bruno was a little puzzled by the strange question asked by the girl in front of her, but she still answered it in a very polite manner.

"Are there any other questions? Before the apples are ripe, I have enough time to answer the questions of the guests." She said with great grace, completely free from the worries of being discovered by outsiders and being questioned by children. flustered.

"Uh, that's great. May I ask what's for dinner at your family?" Ursula looked at the lady's dignified appearance, and asked the question unceremoniously, although the topic seemed to have nothing to do with the current situation.

As soon as this very homely topic was brought up, everyone present was dumbfounded.

"What did you just say?" Countess Bruno's eyes widened. She felt that she might have misheard.

"Are you hungry?" James Bruno asked. Ever since the Countess appeared, he had been desperately restraining his urge to question his mother, but the topic of Ursula, which was completely out of place with the occasion, diverted his thoughts. Opportunity.

"Tonight should be French food, curry broth, Yorkshire pudding, and the main course is cod." He murmured. "Cod, we eat fish where we can't see the sea, and fish that come in the water must die in the oil."

The last two sentences were already memorizing traditional proverbs mechanically, so Ursula resolutely ignored him and continued to speak to the countess.

"I think Miss Bruno is still young, she is only 16 years old, isn't she? There is no need to rely on this tonic with unknown sequelae. Ordinary dietary supplements can completely make her other eye normal."

"Of course, this is just my guess. I think that under the condition of normal magic power, the reason why the magic power of one eye of the girls in your family always disappears at the age of 12 may not be the difference between men and women, but because of malnutrition caused by development."

"After all, in today's children's diet, children are not encouraged to eat meat, and girls are even less encouraged to eat too much." Ursula, who had dinner with Miss Bruno several times in the past two days, said that although she She does a lot of exercise, but like the noble girls of this era, she doesn't eat much meat and prefers a light diet.

"Aren't you being rude, I have never cut down on my children's food. Our diet is very scientific." The countess said reservedly, apparently she thought there was nothing wrong with her parenting style.

"But eating is unscientific. A girl with an amazing amount of activity can't be fed with raisin bread and a few slices of meat. Her exercise needs more energy to support her."

"Sophie's body is very healthy, and she eats a lot." The countess said to her daughter. "And because of how active she is, she already eats a lot more than other girls."

"That's why I said it was malnutrition, not not enough to eat. You should also believe in the absurd argument that you should not take too much 'animalism' from meat." Ursula laughed. Looking at what nonsense he was talking about, he sat on the ground in the same posture as Holmes and began to express his views.

"I know from Miss Sophie that from the age of 12 on the girls of Bruno's family, the magic power of one eye will disappear, but the magic power of the other eye will still be strong. It sounds absurd, doesn't it?"

"Magic power will be filled in every drop of our blood, and it will only become stronger as you grow. At that time, I began to be a little suspicious, because 12 years old is also a period of physical development. If We regard magic as a natural part of the body, and if it disappears, it is no different from leg cramps during development, and bones will ache during development, it must be a lack of nutrition." She shook her finger.

"She doesn't eat less meat, we often eat fish." It was the first time Countess Bruno heard that such a special thing as magic power was treated as a common medical problem, and the lady who was obviously not a fool subconsciously retorted.

"Fish..." Ursula couldn't help but glanced at James Bruno, who was pretending to be stupid in order to escape reality, and who was still chanting all kinds of fish words.

"Actually, what those experts said makes sense. The meat of beasts does have 'beast nature'. Red meat will make humans have a body as strong as beasts, and make your blood boil. Didn't I say it earlier? The magic power flows in the blood In the process, it needs the body to create more blood to run it, and the more powerful the mage's blood will be rosy." Ursula rolled up her hand, looked at the blue-purple blood vessels on her wrist through the fair skin, and opened her eyes. made a joke.

"That kind of blue-skinned, pale and powerful human wizard only exists in fairy tales. After all, our human blood is red~ It should be a red-faced little celebrity."

"Ursula, you mean that I can recover naturally?" Miss Bruno finally spoke after listening quietly for a while.

"I can only say that before you become an adult, everything is possible, and the magical level of adulthood will be a new kind of power." Miss Witch changed her posture, hugged her knees and said, in a group of serious standing crowd, She and Eric sat very comfortably.

"The premise is that your body can keep up with the development of magic power."

"Did you hear that? Mother. I believe in Miss Watson. I would rather recover naturally than cheating." Miss Bruno turned to the countess. "What's more, it's too disgusting to eat the fruit cultivated by the soul of that scumbag. I don't want this kind of thing to flow in my veins."

"But you have to eat, Sophie." The countess crumpled her skirt. "I did all this not only for your eyes, but also for..."

"Mother!" The paladin who was left alone finally arrived at the scene and interrupted Countess Bruno's words. Ursula noticed that he did not bring any subordinates and came alone.

"You don't have to say it." He glanced coldly at the half-mermaid guy behind his mother, dissuading him.

"We can discuss this slowly after the guests leave."

Ursula and Holmes, who moved to her side at some point, looked at each other, and raised her voice, "Your Excellency, have you forgotten that this is a crime! It should be said that we should discuss it slowly when the police arrive. ~"

"Miss Watson, but I am Scotland Yard on the magical side of London. So this is an internal conflict in our law enforcement department. Don't bother you. If you are worried, I will visit you after everything is over and tell you the result. Yes." The paladin said softly.

"Please leave now with your friends, we have to deal with housework. Of course, looking at Miss Watson's face, I will not go into the matter of Mr. Holmes using means to enter the family's forbidden area without authorization. "He looked at Eric with a stern look in an extremely double standard.

"Housework?" Little Holmes chewed on the connotation of the word, and then laughed: "Sorry, I was entrusted to investigate a case of theft of a soul, and this stolen soul happened to be used by your family to grow golden apples." Now, this can't be called a housework."

He stood up, patted his trouser legs, and pulled Ursula up as well.

"When you are a suspect yourself, you lose the right to enforce the law. We need to apply to a higher judicial department to decide this matter, such as the laws of the world." He locked the black hair with his alert silver eyes The paladin took out a golden mini scale from his pocket.

"Let's start the trial of the law, Mr. Suspicious Paladin."

Ursula looked admiringly at Mr. Detective, who reset the reasoning progress back to a day ago. They all knew that the souls that the Banshee in green was looking for were a few girls whose talents had been stolen. Now, in order to increase Edgar Bruno's , Eric slyly ignored this.

"I'll increase the weight first." He threw the scales into the air: "Since the magic source of your Bruno family is the sun, but this is England after all, then in the name of Taranis, we will judge all crimes."

Eric read the name of the local Celtic sun god amidst the paladin's unhappy face today.

"Did that corner of the sky suddenly light up, lightning? It's going to rain?" Dr. Watson squinted at the gradually darkening but still clear sky outside the window, then rubbed his eyes. "Why do I seem to see a quadrilateral flashing?"

"Probably because it's still late spring?" Mr. Holmes, who had no knowledge of astronomy, flipped through the pages of the book and said, "We can still see the shining spring triangle." rhombus)